I Loved You so Much

When the wind blows the grass on the grave with longing, who passes by each other at the corner, no one remembers, an unforgettable death, a lifetime of sadness... Only God says—— Fate, evil... This is a lonely and desolate little solitary book... Thank you to the rabbit paper boy "Looking at the sky at 45°, half of my balls hurt, half of my stomach hurts" [the name ORZ...= =||] Made the cover. This is a work by a certain sound to adjust the mood. It is a cup of tea and literature. There is no embarrassment. If you have a lover, please leave your paw prints. At least let a certain sound know that this lonely and desolate little orphan is still loved... =========================================================================== You are free to reprint without having to apply to the author one by one, but please indicate the source and author, thank you. Conception: